Posted on October 22, 2022
Step inside
My newfound friend
Its the beginning
Not the end
There's a family plot
At the front of the house
Not a creature is stirring
Not even a mouse
The burial ground
Has been disturbed
Don't you worry
She's not perturbed
They say she wanders
Around at night
Giving the living
Quite a fright
Posted on June 20, 2022
If you have a conscience
Then you have a soul
That holds a place for
Your Eventual Ghost
We may not survive
Or live forever
But we are vessels
Place holding our soul
Our soul is our
Earthly heart
When we pass on
That's when we start
Chorus
When we die
We only start
Our Eventual Ghost
Comes from our heart
I was raised in the Episcopal Church, and have read quite a bit of both the New and Old Testament. While these were written by some old dudes a long time ago – I think a book of morals is a good thing. I also think any religion that is based on The Golden Rule is great. But sadly – I gave up religion years ago due to so much hypocrisy and those who use religion for their political and other money making devious ventures. On top of that – fundamentalists and in your face bible thumpers just plain suck. No wonder churches are closing down right and left.
There is still a part in me that thinks – maybe – just maybe – there is something that is bigger than us ant like humans and that maybe there is at least some Devine or cosmic force in the universe. I say this because I can look at stars and the moon at night or just the beauty of nature during the day – or perhaps witnessing a kind loving gesture by a human being and then some of my erstwhile faith is restored. But man, its getting harder and harder it seems.
Nature makes me feel like there is a God – and humans make me feel like there is a devil. Just kidding (not kidding) – there are some really, really bad humans that have polluted this earth the last 5 or 6 years. Parading as saints no less. Charlatans Jesus threw out of the Temple . . . Throw in gun violence – and what a misery stew.
Any way – none of us live forever – so I have been reflecting on what we are and what a heart and soul is. No definitive answers – but it is an interesting thing to ponder every now and then.
Posted on January 13, 2022
I used to feel
So Overlooked
The great unknown
I felt Forsook
Then I saw
The 27 Club
Ex Famous people
The Ultimate Snub
It seems so strange
To have it all
Which then began
Their great downfall
These famous people
In their prime
Self made prison
Doing time
I'm glad I've had
Enough Recognition
You can drown
In the well you're wishing
Posted on November 19, 2021
It's fantastic
What we humans see
When our eyes are open
Internally
The Internal
Affects the External
When our eyes are open
Autumnal or Vernal
The External
Influences our brain
Bringing pleasure
Or pain
Autumn's paradox
Such color in death
Vernal is green
A baby's first breath
Images beget moods
Color the minds eye
Accentuate the positive
Or scare us deep inside
Take the moon
You'll either sing
Clair de Lune
Or songs filled with doom
You get to choose
Decide what you see
Darkness and sadness or
Light and Beauty
Posted on November 18, 2021
My second song with Cello.
All aboard
The Ghost Train Special
Pulling out of Station Zero
Morse Code Tapping
Pistons Rapping
Guess it's time for us to go
Destination
Is the future
We will get there when we do
Morse Code Tapping
Pistons Slapping
The night air is cool
Band aboard
This Haunted Train
Playing sad songs from the past
Morse Code Tapping
Pistons Rattling
Through a tunnel in the mountain pass
There's no light
At the end of the tunnel
Or in this long dark shaft
Morse Code Tapping
Pistons Cracking
A loud ghosts shrieking laugh
Posted on October 26, 2021
Bob Ghoul
Had a young wife
Used Strychnine
To try to take her life
In his haste
His own cup he laced
He caught it too late
His own life he did take
Tis advice for you
Karma is the rule
Do unto others
Or end up a ghoul
Posted on September 17, 2021
The movie “Contact” was both good – and bad, but most of it was good. I especially liked the opening scene where Radio and TV signals were travelling out into outer space – to be heard by aliens I suppose. They were from every decade since radio was invented – but more so commercial radio.
When I was a kid there still was music even on AM radio, but FM was where the cool kids hung out. AM had local news and I remember listening to WHO from Des Moines and “The Farm Report” and WSM and The Grande Ol’ Opry. FM had “album rock” which was great.
I know FM was still good through the 80’s, but with syndication, talk radio and then even MTV switching to “reality shows”, that was it. Radio, and even TV as we knew it was strangled and left for dead. I think in the 90’s.
Luckily, College and some PBS stations kept a very thin candle burning.
From 2001 – 2016 I relived what was the absolute last gasp of my personal radio romance. It was fun and I’m so thankful I squeezed every last drop out of my Ham Radio hobby.
YouTube and Satellite Radio is excellent for finding new music and internet “radio” has way more selection than AM or FM, but there was that indescribable “charm”.
Anyway, tomorrow – or Sunday – I have another photo shoot lined up – the third in the 666 series. The theme is a Halloween inspired theme, where the spooky headstone is for Radio.
Posted on September 16, 2021
I came across a video explaining and blowing an Aztec Death Whistle. If you want a Halloween Fright, there it is. It’s amazing. Search for it on YouTube.
Today’s song was written with the three trees I planted a few years back in my mind’s eye – and this year they have the best fall colors yet. Gorgeous.
I’m a sucker for fall colors – so much so, I subscribe to the Maine Foliage Report, which is sent via email starting September 15th and goes through part or all of October.
Fall colors are super in New England, but they only last 6 weeks max. Here we don’t have the overwhelming color, but what we do have lasts until Christmas. If you like pockets of awesome stretched out for months, Lamorinda is a great place.
The temperature was only 70 today. Just a perfect day. I see up in far Northern California and Oregon they expect an early Fall storm with (hopefully) a good soaking.
I can’t wait for the rain.
Posted on September 13, 2021
Todays Imaginary Puppet Theatre’s (IPT) Show is an adaptation of Edgar Alan Poe’s “The Raven” – but it concentrates on his wife who died at age 24 of tuberculosis – (which is what his Mother also died of when he was only 2 years old). He references his wife using many different names throughout his work. It seems to have been a factor in driving him mad – leading to a very sad ending to his life. Its amazing he even lasted until he was 40. Many famous Rock stars seem to have made it only to age 27 . . . .
The song is a funeral dirge – since Poe wrote many stories and stories about the loss of his young wife.
You might now have figured out that my “Modus Operandi” is that the puppet theatre and everything in it is an Assemblage. And that then is a still life for my photography. Music just happens – sometimes they mesh, but to have a sound track seems to be a good thing, regardless of whether they mesh or not.
This is the Second in the 666 series – the second photo shoot and second song in 6 weeks . . .
Posted on August 28, 2021
I realized that while the cemetery model looked cool from a certain perspective, it didn’t work for the photographic intentions that I have.
Today’s song was a blast. Fender Thin Telecaster, Gretsch Lap Steel, Piano and Bass. I thoroughly enjoyed playing every part.